It is really hard to believe that we have been in Nigeria for 50 days. It looks like such a long time on paper but when you are experiencing it time just seems to speed up....
I woke up this morning with an angry stomach from our meal last night so I wisely chose to spend the morning at the flat. I got some work done in The Book and Adrie and I believe that they just handed us the last stack of data to be entered into it. If that is the case we should be able to be rid of it by next week! Hallelujah! Writing things in it today did not seem as awful knowing that there is a light at the end of this AIDSrelief-inflicted tunnel.
Jon and Kristen got the last of their things together just before lunchtime and we enjoyed our last family meal together for a while. The Draskovics have come to the end of their three months in Jos are flying out of Abuja tomorrow to head to Minneapolis on Saturday afternoon. They have been a huge part of my experience here thus far and I have grown to know them very well. Our little group of five has spent every night processing our experiences here, sharing stories, praying together, and inviting each other into our lives. It will be very different without them around and I know it will take some adjusting. It would have been a very sad sending off as they packed their boxes into Gody’s SUV, but the truth is the next phase of their lives is starting soon after they get home. Kristen has been hired for a position with the University of Minnesota with her dietician expertise and Jon is searching for the right seminary to jump into. This should give them an excuse to travel out to California at some point and/or another Caitlin road trip to the great unknown! I am so excited to see where God is taking them.
After waving them down the street Adrie and I spent some time with The Book while we talked and listened to music. When we decided my stomach could handle an out-of-the-apartment excursion we went down to the Clinic. It must have been a pretty relaxed day because there were hardly any people around. We went upstairs to check our e-mail and had the joy of sharing the afternoon with Joshua, sharing what life was going to look like when we got home. He thought it was particularly funny that both Adrie and I, after two years out of the house, are moving back in with our parents. Apparently that is not done here. Ever. Cultural differences are so interesting, especially since many are not obvious and are only discovered through conversation.
We lost track of time talking with Joshua so we hurried home before it got too dark and walked in the door just as NEPA abandoned us. Finding food by lantern we fixed some leftover curry and plopped ourselves in front of one of my least favorite inventions: the television. I have watched triple the amount of tv here than I do back home, but most of that is due to the fact we aren’t allowed to go outside after dark. When the sun goes down at six that is quite a bit of time to kill! Two Weeks Notice is fairly entertaining so the three girls enjoyed our little love story before deciding we were tired enough to get ready for bed.
It will be really strange to not see Team D around tomorrow. I guess all that is left is Team ABC.
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